Poetry…… a place for the genuine,Hands that can grasp, eyesthat can dilate, hair that can rise

One ventures, commits one’s self, and if readers are not pleased, one can perhaps please one’s self and earn that slender right to persevere.

Wolf’s wool is the best wool, but it cannot be sheared, because the wolf will not comply. With knowledge as with wolves’ surliness, the student studies voluntarily, refusing to be less than individual. He “gives...

They fought the enemy, we fight fat living and self-pity. Shine, o shine, unfalsifying sun, on this sick scene.

You are not male or female, but a plandeep-set within the heart of man.

The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence.

You do not seem to realize that beauty is a liability ratherthanan asset – that in view of the fact that spirit creates formwe are justified in supposingthat you must have brains. For you, a...

Yule—Yul log for the Christmas-fire tale-spinner—of fairy tales that can come true: Yul Brynner.

I am hard to disgust, but a pretentious poet can do it

Any writer overwhelmingly honest about pleasing himself is almost sure to please others.

… imaginary gardens with real toads in them …… if you demand on one hand,the raw material of poetry inall its rawness andthat which is on the other handgenuine, then you are interested in poetry.